PUNISHMENT. One word but it makes my core tighten. The weight of his gaze feels suffocating, pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. My heart hammers in my chest, each beat a thunderous reminder of the impending punishment looming over me.I try to summon the courage to speak, to protest, but the words stick in my throat, choked off by the intensity of his stare. There's a primal edge to his presence, a raw power that sends a shiver down my spine. Shiver I don’t like at the moment. Alpha Caden’s expression is unreadable, his features carved from stone as he stands before me, a silent sentinel of authority. I can feel the tension crackling in the air between us, thick and palpable, as if we're locked in a battle of wills.I know I've crossed a line, pushed him too far, and now I have to face the consequences. But as much as I try to steel myself for what's to come, there's a part of me that can't help but feel a flicker of fear at the unknown. I don’t know much. With a heavy sigh
Aurora’s POV Fear, excitement, and a strange sense of anticipation intertwine, creating a potent cocktail of sensations that leaves me feeling dizzy and disoriented.But even as my protests slip through my lips, my heart starts to thump wildly, and a new pulse I've never felt before pounds behind my clit. In a sick, twisted way, the idea excites me, igniting a fire within that I can't seem to quell. It's as though a primal instinct has been awakened, urging me to surrender to his will.Alpha Caden looks bored, like I'm too stupid for him to engage with, but there's a flicker of something else in his eyes—a hunger that mirrors my own, albeit in a more predatory manner. It's unsettling yet strangely exhilarating, and I find myself nodding before my brain can fully sign off on it. It's as if there's a visceral urge deep within my being, so desperate that it speaks on my behalf, urging me to succumb to his desires. To whatever this weird thing is about between us. I want to explore it m
Aurora’s POV “Again."I said through gritted teeth though I feel like a woman possessed. A groan rumbles deep in Alpha Caden’s chest, and my pussy clenches around it. Without another word, he kicks his foot against mine, forcing me to spread my legs wider, and then his belt hits again. It was so unexpected that I let out a growl I didn’t know was hanging in my throat. He did it again. This time, I jerk forward, moaning at the feeling of my nipples rubbing against the lining of my worn tank top. My pussy aches for the same type of friction, and I find myself on my tip-toes, arching my back toward the belt."I think you like being punished," Alpha Caden drawls in a voice that drops with sex. He kicks my foot again, and this time, l open my legs so wide that a cool breeze coasts over my wet lips. Behind me, the floorboards creak. Then I feel a whisper of a breath against my clit; a graze of stubble against my inner thigh. My eyes widened. Oh, holy crow. Alpha Caden is on his knees be
Alpha Caden’s POV I didn’t have to search long to find Aurora's tattoo shop. It seems like everyone knows her around here, and she even named her tattoo shop after our pack. Yet, she claims to hate being in Brown Wood. She sputters out every nonsense to make me angry but I don’t mind. Not after yesterday. As I approached the shop, I noticed the familiar sign with the name "Brown Wood Tattoos" emblazoned on it. It felt strange seeing her name associated with our pack, especially considering how much she seemed to resent her ties to it. Or is she just doing it to make me hate her? I stepped inside and the atmosphere was bustling with activity, customers chatting eagerly while waiting for their turn, and the sound of buzzing tattoo machines filling the air. I made my way to the counter, where a couple of Aurora's employees were busy attending to clients."Is Aurora in?" I asked, trying to keep my tone casual despite the urgency I felt to speak with her.One of the employees, a young w
Alpha Caden’s POV I lay back on the bed, I watched Aurora move around the room with practiced efficiency, her focus on the task at hand. Despite her efforts to drown out any potential conversation with the buzzing of the tattoo gun, I couldn't help but find amusement in her determination.I made no move to remove my shirt, knowing it would only add to her frustration. Instead, I remained still, observing her from beneath hooded lids. Has she ever seen me without a shirt? The thought brought a smirk to my lips as I watched her work.I know without an ounce of doubt that she’d love what she would see beneath all the suits and all. Maybe she had seen me that day without a shirt at the library but she must have forgotten all about that encounter after she got drunk. She needs to see me in this dimly lit room. Despite the tension between us, there was a certain comfort in her presence, a familiarity that I couldn't quite shake. As she prepared to begin the tattoo, I settled into the bed,
Alpha Caden’s POV I was about to remove my shirt when one of Aurora's employees, the guy with a shaved head, entered the room. His gaze lingered on me, intense and almost predatory, making me pause mid-action. I wanted to raise an eyebrow but don’t want him to hate me more than he already does. Sensing something more than just a professional interest in his stare, I decided to keep my shirt on for now, inwardly amused by the situation. He is definitely gay which means he won’t make any moves on my mate. He got lucky. He could keep his head intact. He cleared his throat, breaking the tension. "Uh, Aurora, your next client is here," he announced, his tone tight with apprehension.Aurora glanced at him, then at me, her expression unreadable. "Cancel the rest of my appointments for the day," she said curtly, her voice tinged with irritation. "I'll deal with this."The way she said "this" made it clear she considered me a nuisance to her existence. I suppressed a smile, knowing I was ce
Aurora’s POV I traced the contours of his back with my eyes, a tingling sensation spread through my body, igniting a fire deep within me. Something tingles in my veins that doesn’t feel like my own blood. This is so weird but I have no control over it whatsoever. I want to feel it all. The whole thing. His powerful frame, every muscle defined and pulsating with strength, seemed to exude an irresistible allure. The smoothness of his olive skin, devoid of any imperfections, only intensified my desire. He doesn’t have scars which is because he is a powerful werewolf that could heal in second. Lost in the moment, I found myself captivated by his sheer presence. The memory of his commanding demeanor from our previous encounter flooded my mind, sending a surge of anticipation coursing through me. Despite my efforts to maintain composure, the primal urge within me grew stronger with each passing moment.The realization that this dominant large man had taken control and punished me with su
Alpha Caden’s POV I observed Aurora's wide-eyed expression for a moment, a flicker of amusement dancing in my eyes before I hopped down from the bed with ease. The hunger gnawing at my stomach reminded me that I needed sustenance, and the idea of finding a good human place to eat appealed to me.I stood before her, the tension between us palpable yet unspoken, I couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation. Being in Aurora's presence, away from the constraints of our pack and the responsibilities that came with it, felt like a reprieve—a temporary escape from the demands of my position as alpha.The notion of spending more time here, exploring the human world with Aurora by my side, sparked a flicker of excitement within me. Perhaps this unexpected detour held the promise of an unexpected adventure, a chance to break free from the familiar confines of pack life and embrace the unknown.With a determined glint in my eyes, I turned towards the door, ready to embark on this impromptu jo